Thursday, September 2, 2010
Infamous Spike's Night Out. 7.
Out of Control,
Initially, I felt bad for Spike. Now, not so much... He has decided that break dancing in piles of yay, it's cold in snow, is the the dopest sh*t, ever. I, on the other hand am embarrassed and have his father on the line, ready to fly him home, immediately.
Mogwais got talent?
Attention: No actual drugs were used in making this production.
Infamous Spike's Night Out. 6.
Infamous Spike's Night Out. 5.
Immediately Noticed,
As soon as I saw Spike dancing to "My Way", by Usher, it was obvious. Obvious, that he was what he called " jigged out". "What's my mutha' fkcin' name? JIGGA!!..." That's what he would sing while throwing up all kinds of random hand signs. I got this pic from the local tabloid at CVS.
Bad, Bad, Spike.
Attention: No actual drugs were used in making this production.
Infamous Spike's Night Out. 4.
Infamous Spike's Night Out. 3.
Infamous Spike's Night Out . 2.
Well, Of course...
Spike orders his first drink of the night, called an "Infusion", or some girly sh*t. Being the narcissist that he is, he immediately poses by his pink drink. I being the mother that I am, take his pic. After all, Spike's real parents left him at Neiman Marcus, downtown, where I found him in the the lingerie dept.
Spike is metro.
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